Walter de la Mare

(1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)

Walter de la Mare Poems

81. Tartary 1/1/2004
82. Alone 1/3/2003
83. Arabia 1/3/2003
84. All But Blind 3/30/2010
85. An Epitaph 1/3/2003
86. A Song Of Enchantment 1/3/2003
87. Nicholas Nye 1/3/2003
88. Bones 1/3/2003
89. The Ghost 1/3/2003
90. Music 1/3/2003
91. Some One 1/1/2004
92. Silver 1/3/2003
93. The Listeners 1/3/2003

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Best Poem of Walter de la Mare

The Listeners

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
"Is there anybody there?" he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of ...

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Wanderers

Wide are the meadows of night,
And daisies are shinng there,
Tossing their lovely dews,
Lustrous and fair;

And through these sweet fields go,
Wanderers amid the stars --
Venus, Mercury, Uranus, Neptune,
Saturn, Jupiter, Mars.

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